Heyy babes so im gonna spoil you guys today cause im feeling happy.

Hannah's P.O.V.

I lit up another cancer stick.. which is what Nash called a cigarette when he lectured me on smoking yesterday. Its Been exactly 4 days since I got discharged from the hospital. Its been hard for everyone and I'm still trying to recover from it all. I blew out the smoke and breathed it back in once I was done. I was about to take another blow once the stick got ripped from my pale fingers.

I immediately stood up and turned red from anger. "What the fuck Dad, give it back," I yelled shocked and infuriated. I started hopping up, trying to reach it. He smirked and threw it on the ground, then stepping on it to blow it out.

"Your such a buzzkill dad, cameron lets me smoke," I argued staring at him. He gasped, "What! Cameron let you smoke!!?" He yelled as he questioned me. "Yeah, we even shared it", I said smirking while remembering the moment like yesterday, mostly cause it was yesterday. Nash turned red and stormed out of the room. While I chuckled to myself, walking out and following to try and calm him down. I clomped down the stairs after him.

"YOU SMOKED WITH MY 15 YEAR OLD DAUGHTER! WHAT THE HELL CAMERON, SHE CANT SMOKE! SHE HAS ASTHMA REMEMBER YOUR SO IRRESPONSIBLE"! Nash  yelled at Cameron. He was about to throw a punch at him before I jumped in the way. That was when he punched me instead.